Low Hangin' Fruit - Live

It's a good looking crowd
Maybe a little too good looking
You know what I mean
Cuz Jables don't like his porridge too hot
But Rage Kage don't like his porridge too cold
We like it right in the middle
Just right

Me and Kage are hungry
We're hungry for some fruit
We wander through the garden
It would be a hoot
To eat some low hangin' fruit
We're on a free pursuit
Don't want no high class model in designer fuckin' bathing suit
Now
We want the low hangin' fruit
Me and Kage are horny
We're lookin' for a snack
Lookin' for a plump one
With a tasty crack
We want some low hangin' fruit
She wear the pink parachute
She got the shifting?
She got the low hangin' fruit
She got the flip-flops on with hot red potatoes
And the butt-floss 'long with fried green tomatoes
And she love that song we sing for the ladies
Come on! Oh my god!
Rip-snort and a flip-florp fiddly-fjorp...
Low hangin' fruit
She wears a pink parachute
She got the fly tattoo and the honky-tonky daisy dukes
We love the low hangin' fruit
Because the high-class fruit is not gonna fuck me
But the low-class fruit is sweet chunky monkey
When you smoke that fruit, you smell like a skunky
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Black, Kyle Gass
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link